“That’s good. Because in about two seconds, I’m going to fuck you, and I’m going to be really annoying after I make you come three more times.”
Eyes heating, she bites down on that plush lip again. “Oh yeah?” She rolls her hot, wet cunt over me, groaning. “Oh my god, the barbells feel so good like this.”
I bite down on my tongue, stars dancing in my vision. “Yes.”
“Can I have you? Like this?” she asks, hands falling to my abs as she adjusts her hips, stopping when my tip is pressed to her entrance.
I groan, fighting the urge to stab into her. “You can have me however you want,” I rasp. “And Adeline?”
Her eyes meet mine.
“I love you too.”
Her smile softens and she sighs. “I think I could get used to this.”
“Good,” I murmur, zeroing in on where we’re connected. The way she’s hovering above me, just my tip inside her.
She rolls her hip again. I slip out of her, my piercings hitting her clit.
When her eyes roll back and she lets out a breathy sound, I decide that I’ll make her come this way first. I want to watch her take everything she needs.
With my hands on her hips, I shift her, moving her slowly over me again.
She sighs this pretty, content sound. “Oh, that feels good,” she tells me, almost surprised.
I lick my lips, studying her every reaction.
“Again,” I tell her.
She allows me to roll her up and down and up and down. Her tits shake with the movement, and in seconds, her mouth falls open and she cries out. I slide her up and push inside her in one quick movement, gritting my teeth as she pulses around me, riding out her orgasm. A pretty red flush rises up her neck as I fuck up into her. God dammit. It’s hard to believe that this beautiful woman is finally mine.
With every orgasm she grows slicker, and I revel in her warmth.
“My turn,” she murmurs.
Shit. I’m fucked. The two of us are so goddamn competitive that we’ll just keep trading orgasms. We’ll keep pushing to pleasure one another, making each time better than the last.
So when she has my toes curling forty-five seconds later, I curse.
Because there’s no goddamn way I can stop.
Then again, why the hell would I want to?
THIRTY-EIGHT
ADDIE
When the loudringing of a phone interrupts Gavin’s pregame speech, he glares at JJ. “What are you doing?”
Sighing, JJ pulls it out of his cubby. “It’s Avery.” He holds up the device as proof. “She didn’t get to see Adeline today. She just wants to wish her luck.”
My uncle grunts, his expression hard, but rather than shut him down, he says, “Make it quick.”
JJ puts Avery on speaker immediately and says, “Hi Aves.”
Before my favorite girl can respond, the rest of the team joins in, hollering “Avery.”
My heart thumps as I beam at the group around us.
